چون رسید آن کارد اندر استخوان ** حلقه زد خواجه که مهتر را بخوان
When the knife reached the bone, the Khwája knocked at the door, crying, “Call the master!”
چون بصد الحاح آمد سوی در ** گفت آخر چیست ای جان پدر620
When (at last), in response to a hundred urgent entreaties, he came to the door, he said, “Why, what is it, my dear sir?”
گفت من آن حقها بگذاشتم ** ترک کردم آنچ می‌پنداشتم
He replied, “I abandon those claims (to thy gratitude), I renounce that (recompense) which I was fancying.
پنج‌ساله رنج دیدم پنج روز ** جان مسکینم درین گرما و سوز
I have suffered five years' pain: five days my miserable soul (hath been) amidst this heat and blaze.”
یک جفا از خویش و از یار و تبار ** در گرانی هست چون سیصد هزار
One injustice from kindred and friends and family is in heaviness as three hundred thousand,
زانک دل ننهاد بر جور و جفاش ** جانش خوگر بود با لطف و وفاش
Because he (the sufferer) did not set his mind on (anticipate) his (the friend's) cruelty and injustice: his soul was accustomed to kindness and faithfulness from him.
هرچه بر مردم بلا و شدتست ** این یقین دان کز خلاف عادتست625
Whatsoever is tribulation and sore grief to men, know for sure that this is in consequence of its being contrary to habit.
گفت ای خورشید مهرت در زوال ** گر تو خونم ریختی کردم حلال
He (the townsman) said (further), “O thou the sun of whose love is in decline, if thou hast shed my blood, I acquit thee.
امشب باران به ما ده گوشه‌ای ** تا بیابی در قیامت توشه‌ای
On this night of rain give us a nook (to shelter in), so that at the Resurrection thou mayst obtain a viaticum (reward for the good work).”
گفت یک گوشه‌ست آن باغبان ** هست اینجا گرگ را او پاسبان
“There is a nook,” he replied, “belonging to the keeper of the vineyard: he keeps watch there against the wolf,